Lyrics:
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
When I think of those East End lights, muggy nights
The curtains drawn in the little room downstairs
Prima Donna, Lord, you really shoulda been
enough of reading things
By neurotic, psychotic, pigheaded politicians
All I want is the truth
Just give me some truth
No short-haired,
When I think of those East End lights, muggy nights
The curtains drawn in the little room downstairs
Prima Donna, Lord, you really shoulda been
and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin' and stepped right in the next cypher
Best believe somebody's payin' the Pied Piper
All the pain inside amplified by
and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin' and stepped right in the next cypher
Best believe somebody's payin' the Pied Piper
All the pain inside amplified by
enough of reading things
By neurotic, psychotic, pigheaded politicians
All I want is the truth
Just give me some truth
No short-haired,
diamonds on my chain
Surrounded by bad bitches I can't get 'em out my face
Maybe 'cause a nigga handsome and wealthy
Is it 'cause a nigga cook like
Mafia way, Lavish way
We Kill niggas for fuckin up the mob
Facts
Live by code die by that bitch, RIP Kimbo
When you in the hood with that chicken
the Balenciaga jacket with the Louis V shades
I'm gon work on myself till there's plaques on my shelf
I don't need nobody else ima do it by myself ya by myself
Ima
Listen to my heart, baby
Girl you know that it beats for you
Cause everywhere I go
And everywhere I am
You gonna be by my side
And that is
bitches thirsty
Yeah, I been with crew makin' racks and shit (Yeah)
Fillin' out the Louis, we be cashin' it (Yeah)
Women in the pool showin' ass and tits
Ey
B-B-Beats by MB
Uh
Kijk, nu ga ik op reis, is alles Louis Vuitton
Vragen naar m'n boekingsprijs, dat ’s een moeilijke som
Kan je rekenen?
sa, ale vopred neviem kde to to sme
Mám z nej angel vibes, no nemal by som byť dead
Boli časy, keď som slzamy plnil bazén, yeah
Budú časy, keď
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
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